Sublime (feat. Isaac Knox) - Revolution Cry, Sandy Werneck & Ish Beloso

Black Boy, tell me how ya really feel I just wanna build wit ya Black Girl, tell me how ya really feel I just wanna keep it real with ya I wanna live better, eat better I wanna love better, sleep better I wanna feel so aligned... Sublime One time for the state of mind Two times for elevated rhymes Know I architect it when I lay design I drown noise outta the clear blue I sit and twist the thread of said silence That's an heirloom I am the shеpherd, I shear sheep And still fleece funds from thе "have-it-alls" To the matadors Who side step the bull, beautifully to that applause Around rappers, a higher caliber catalogue Shines and reminds that I ain't coming to flatter y'all I spark chatter, dark matter The sharks scatter on these dark waters Who walks taller? Who barks orders? Godbody, guarding what all the laws taught us Not a peer, it's rare they veer near I pierce deep, I'm revered My steps remain clear with fair sweeps Not a man here who could sensor me I'm on the pier, Elohim with the energy Black Boy, tell me how ya really feel I just wanna build wit ya Black Girl, tell me how ya really feel I just wanna keep it real with ya I wanna live better, eat better I wanna love better, sleep better I wanna feel so aligned... Sublime One time for elevated rhymes Two times for showmanship Three times for Black hands In land ownership Revolution I bring it to you Wedding ring bling to you Niecy Blues on "War" tunes to sing to you I am a rebel without a pause, no applause Trust me, I must be Chuck D getting mine off Many fools been clock watching my moves I needed a reappraisal of flavor I took the time off Now, I'm back, Jesus Black fetus slumbering, unborn The Ark of the Covenant curtain un-torn I'm the rose that rose to etch prose in Rosetta Stone Yelling it through a megaphone Always repping, baby Forever home I ain't the pot calling the kettle black I am the flame keeping the kettle warm I am to blame for the Renaissance It's cold I had to write and recite it with down feathers on Black Boy, tell me how ya really feel I just wanna build wit ya Black Girl, tell me how ya really feel I just wanna keep it real with ya I wanna live better, eat better I wanna love better, sleep better I wanna feel so aligned ... Sublime ... Sublime ... I wanna live better, eat better ... Sublime One time for elevated rhymes Two times for showmanship Three times for Black hands In land ownership Revolution I bring it to you Wedding ring bling to you Niecy Blues on "War" tunes singing to ya I am the rebel without a pause, no applause Trust me, I am Chuck D getting mine off Many fools, they clock watching my moves I needed a reappraisal of flavor Took the time off Now, back, Jesus Black fetus slumbering, unborn Ark of the Covenant curtain un-torn I'm the rose that rose to etch his prose in Rosetta Stone Still yelling it through a megaphone Always repping, baby Forever home I ain't the pot calling the kettle black I am the flame keeping the kettle warm I am to blame for the Renaissance It's cold I write and recite it with down feathers on I love you, And write and recite it with down feathers on That mean this shit cold, and I'm the coldest Listen, this the message right here Black Boy, tell me how ya really feel I just wanna build wit ya Black Girl, tell me how ya really feel I wanna keep it real with ya I wanna live better, eat better I wanna love better, sleep better I wanna feel so aligned ... Sublime